I've been whiling the time away No conversation required
A wall of silence sort of say Neither proud nor strong headed
There's no harm in resign Nor to leave in exil
This is my bottom line My bottom line...
Beside the glow of our leaving day There's too much I could not say The dark crows left us cold and grey We should raise Caïn
And let us cut to the chase
I've been whiling the time away No conversation required